Earlier I was lost in a very industrial part of town I never, ever set foot on. I had to pick up my sister's boyfriend from his workplace so that we could send our car for servicing. I had to go up and down the same highway and through the same toll plaza twice to get to the general area of his workplace. Such was the extent of my being lost. I was also too panicked (I'm such a pussy) to pay actual attention to where I was going. This, coupled with being too damn confused with the directions my sister's boyfriend was giving me, led me to drive right into the damn MOTORCYCLE LANE!!! Really, I was so confused that I thought that I was supposed to be there. Except, I WASN'T supposed to be there! So I drove a little bit and endured some nasty looks and various hand gestures from the motorcyclists, before pulling over in a grassy area. To make a long story short, my sister's man managed to find me in that damned grassy area, took over at the wheel, and with some help from the highway patrol, (I don't know how they knew we needed help, they just appeared out of nowhere. They are amazing.) we managed to navigate our way out of the damn motorcycle lane. I am such an idiot. I can't believe I drove in the motorcycle lane. I'm never going to that part of town ever again.